Half an hour later, the three of them had finished creating the warrior Breathing Techniques.
As for what effects cultivating these three warrior Breathing Techniques would produce, that remained unknown. After all, theory was ultimately just theory, and it had much to do with each person's physique and environment.
With a thought, Velin imprisoned the bodies of the fifteen Transcendents within the Vessel of Io.
The High-rank Silver Warrior, who had been moving about freely, watched in horror as his soul was extracted, his body brutally shredded before his eyes, then remolded into a young, vigorous body.
When his soul merged into it, the strength of a fifth-level warrior that he had once been so proud of vanished, and a sense of emptiness welled up within him.
The other fourteen Transcendents sat on the ground, sensing the changes in their bodies, all frozen in place.
Having the fruits of half a lifetime of effort stripped away was more painful than being killed outright.
Elsewhere, the bodies of fifteen non-professional death-row inmates were infused with a massive amount of life force. Their hidden injuries were healed, and their bodies returned to the peak condition of twenty-year-olds.
In an instant, space shifted, and all thirty people were seized and lifted into the air.
Projecting their consciousness into the Vessel of Io, Velin, Kyle, and Celeste stood in the air, examining the thirty imprisoned people.
"You choose first." Velin pointed at the thirty people and spoke to Kyle and Celeste.
Upon hearing this, Celeste did not stand on ceremony. He raised his hand and picked ten people from among the thirty—five non-professionals and five professionals whose everything had been reset. "I'll take these ten."
"I'll take these ten, then." With a casual gesture, Kyle marked out the ten people he had chosen.
"Then